"Everyone, take a rest first. You've been tired for a long day. The instant noodles will be ready soon."

Zhang Fan acted as the chief of staff, and the replaced doctors gathered in a tent.

"Zhang Yuan, I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep. My legs are no longer my own." The head nurse in the operating room said coquettishly.

"Eat something, eat something. I can't do it without eating. I have to work tomorrow."

"Doctor, want to eat instant noodles? Oh, how can this be done? Come on, come on, I've made something delicious for you."

At this time, an old Kazakh man from the pastoral area entered Zhang Fan's tent with a smile.

"Old man, why are you here with us? Go back quickly." Zhang Fan and the others are considered suspected patients, so he is very nervous.

"Haha, it's okay. I had the plague once when I was a child and almost died. But I haven't been infected since."

"That won't work either."

"Haha, okay, okay, if it doesn't work, then it won't work. Come on, help me, I'll bring you food. You are here for our grassland, we understand!"

As a last resort, Zhang Fan led the people out of the tent. When he saw it, he saw a pot pulling on a carriage.

How big is this iron pot? Zhang Fan can take a bath lying in it.

"Old man, what's inside?" Although the lid of the pot hasn't been lifted yet, the smell has already made the sharp-tongued nurse in the tent get excited.

"Haha, it's delicious. Okay, you can eat. I'm leaving, old man." After Zhang Fan and the others helped move the hot pot down, the old man drove his cart and left humming a song.

The nurses who were not planning to eat at first jumped up because the aroma was so strong.

Opening the lid of the pot, the hot steam accompanied by the aroma made Zhang Fan and the others salivate.

"What is this?"

"My dear, why does it smell so good!"
Chapter completed!